I stared at my brown desk math, not paying any attention to the teacher who was lecturing us on whatever we were doing for homework. I was so tired and bored. I glanced at the clock. It said 3:05. Oh shit I thought. 10 more minutes of this montonous class. I was startled out of my glum thoughts by my name being called.
" Lily, please tell us the answer." The whole class was silent, some playing on their phones, some drawing, some reading, some passing notes. And the rest staring at me. I blushed under everyone's gaze, and looked at the board. The work was illegible. How was I supposed to understand that?!
" Next time, pay attention." Mrs. Igenami said and moved on to a person who was actually paying attention. I stared at my desk, my cheeks hot. What's the point in paying attention I wanted to scream at her, what's the point in math?! We have calculators to do math, why do WE have to learn it?!
The seconds ticked past, and finally the bell rang. Sighing in relief I stuffed my books and folders into my backpack, swung it on my back and followed everyone else out of the classroom. Someone pushed me and I stumbled to my locker, desperate to get out. I used to love school, I would always see my friends, and I loved learning things, but that was before we moved. Before my mom left me with my dad.
When I was finished emptying my stuffed backpack, I quickly ran into the bathroom. I ignored the popular girls, reapplying makeup and gossiping about unimportant things while I waited in line to go pee. It was taking too long so i decided just to go at home and I ran to the busstop, getting there right as it was about to leave. I shoved a dollar in the machine and sat in the first empty seat I could find.
I was glad when I finally arrived home, it's not like trying to listen to music while everyone gossips to each
other is fun. I dropped my backpack in my room and lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. Suddenly my
phone dings to alert me that I have gotten a text message. I picked it up and looked at it, of course it was from Annie. Annie was my best friend, and she had been for years, until we moved. The message said:
ohmygod lil we HAVE to hang out!!! Miss ya sooooo much lylas!! Plz answer back, we should hang tonight at my place k?
I replied with a sure but I have to ask my dad and then turned off my phone. My dad wasn't here so she'd just have to live without my company tonight. She will forgive me.
Terror filled my thoughts as I ran, as fast as I could, desperate to get away. Hot tears ran down my face, blurring my vision, but I didn't bother brushing them away. My heart pounded and my throat burned as I heard a terrible crunching noise of metal and my legs collapsed. I looked up and saw the one thing I was running from. I screamed a high-pitched scream of fear. This was the end.
I woke up screaming flailing, tears running down my cheeks. I curled up in a ball, longing for someone to wrap their arms around me but unfortunately for me no one will be there. I'm alone. Even though I'm surrounded by friends and I have many people who look up to me, my family is never there. When I'm done crying my eyes out, I just lay there, not wanting to go back to sleep for fear of the nightmare coming back.
Its interesting. I only get this nightmare right before something really bad is going to happen. Last time, my mom ended up leaving us. I wonder what is going to happen now. I sigh tiredly and decide to go watch some tv to get my mind off things.
Restlessly I flip through channels, theres not much on except some cheesy vampire love story and the simpsons. I settle with the simpsons, and pull a blanket over me. My eyelids linger heavily, following bart as he gets choked by homer.
I don't remember going back to my bed, but I must have because the next morning I awoke with a pounding in my head, and the annoying buzzer in my ears. i internally groaned and opened my eyes. Yawning, I turn my alarm clock off and glance at the time. 6:30. My stomach growls and i frown, remembering how i didnt have dinner. I slowly get to my feet, and feel a headache start.
